UltrassexualThe night has got me love sprungI won't stop until the sun is up, oh yeahMy heart is a dancer beating like a disco drumBeating like a disco drum...Beating like a disco drum...Beating like a disco drum...

She's been a crazy ditaDisco diva and you wonderWho's that chick? Who's that chick?

Too cold for you to keep herToo hot for you to leave herWho's that chick? Who's that chick?

Who's that chick? Who's that chick?Who's that chick? Who's that chick?